life as a Strange Mamma

Have you seen this woman?

All Points Bulletin – Missing Woman – one strange mamma, about 5’2″, dark hair, declined to give weight (be sure not to ask her, she might take a swing at you), last seen heading off to help take care of her son’s god-brother. I have no idea what I she was wearing because it was way too long ago. I mean, come on, you’d think that with exciting news like that and truly awesome photo ops she’d be blogging about it by now, bugging all her readers (are there any left? not you, Mom, I know you’re still there) with how cute he is and how she got to hold him for two days straight and look at this picture, and this picture, and this…you get the idea.

I wish I had a good excuse, like no internet (okay, well actually I didn’t have any internet at the godparents house but that was only two days and that was OVER TWO WEEKS AGO!! This is shameful I know. There is no excuse. So instead of continuing to moan about it, let me catch you up.

Mateo is beautiful. I can’t describe to you the honor it was for me to spend those two days with him and his parents. I hove how God’s timing works out even the little things that we don’t think to ask for. I half-jokingly offered to help out when I saw her Sunday, knowing her sisters and family would be bombarding her with wanting to come over, but as it turned out, she did need help and the others weren’t free. So it was a blessing both ways. I tried my best not to gloat too much. (Did I do okay, Myrny?) I took tons of pictures but I’ll leave those for their own post.

So what else happened? I got to spend some awesome time with very dear friends. We went to the Zoo with the other godparents. I got to do a lot of shopping at an awesome Carter’s sale for my every growing child. I got to visit AG for my Birthday present (thanks, Mumsy). I took part in a Zumba class. (go ahead and check out that video…see the dear heart in the I heart NY t-shirt? put 75 lbs on her and that would be about what I looked like. Ya.) I actually got to go to 3 movies!! UP with Doodle and Janet, Star Trek with Myrny, and Terminator with the Rocket Scientist. I have to say, I’d forgotten what really good popcorn tasted like. They don’t actually make their popcorn in the theatre here, they pull it out of great big plastic bags already popped. Ugh. Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed all of them and have made it a priority to find a babysitter for at least one trip to the movies a month. They say date nights are important, right?

What else? There was a bridal shower for my former Worship Leader (Congrats again Jenny!!). Saturday was spent helping Myrny run errands and such (really just an excuse for us to spend the day shopping 😉 and then helping set up. Doodle was a bit done in by the time we got there and decided to crash while the women-folk got things set up. I didn’t tell him what he was napping on. I’ll save this picture for his wedding reception:
The Rocket Scientist arrived Saturday night from his conference in Minnesota. We got to share our favourite Chinese food with the couple-to-be after church. The Rocket Scientist got his man-date with Chocolate Bear on Tuesday after a much needed day of just resting and hanging out at our friends home.

Doodle loves his Manny and Max. When I played this video he perked up and went running into our kitchen to see if they’d somehow materialized. Doodle and I got treated to some Baker’s Square as well that evening. Wednesday was organizing our suitcases and packing up so that we would be free to visit with the godparents and Mateo who came to visit us before heading to the airport.Mary doesn’t realize she’s not actually tall enough to do that to the Rocket Scientist.

For the most part, that was Chicago. Greatly condensed, but we’re just playing catchup, right? The flight home was not bad, Doodle slept most of the way, the Rocket Scientist and I didn’t sleep at all. We very much needed the weekend to recover from the jetlag. Monday, at our Toddle In, Doodle fell of the back of a little plastic mini-slide. Very traumatic, but no damage done. Tuesday went into our local drop in play group and had a very interesting conversation with some of the ladies there, but that really needs its own post. Wednesday missed my Women’s Group in favour of a nap since I’d been awake since 4:30. Woke up from the nap to find Doodle covered in some mysterious blisters. If you followed me on Twitter, you heard about the whole miserable saga of finding out he had hives. Hives! Still don’t know what caused them or why they hung on for 3 days. You notice how I’m talking of it the past tense right? Because today, he had a 3 hour nap and woke up almost completely hive free and in the course of writing this post, the last few marks have faded and nothing new has shown up. I’m tentatively calling it a win. If you want to see all the traumatic pictures you can go here. I’m just happy to be breathing again.

And if you’re still with me, a comment on the post I wrote a few weeks back. Something else you probably didn’t know about me, I went through psychoanalysis for almost 4 years. Honestly, I think everyone should do it. Incredible. Anyway, I always did this in my sessions. Right before either I went on a holiday or my Doctor did, I would get down to the nitty-gritty, the meat of things, those deep, inner angsts. And then my half hour would be up, we’d go our merry ways for a couple weeks and I’d come back and just play catch up for a few sessions. I knew this was my pattern and yet I couldn’t stop. I had no idea that I still did it. So I’m making sure my catch-up is all done. I may expound on some things just cause they were fun and I have lots of pictures, but I won’t feel like I can’t write about anything else in the meantime. Like I said, I don’t know where I will go from here, but I don’t want to lose whatever was going on when I wrote that blog. I really appreciated your comments. Let’s see if we can’t get to know each other even better in the future. Which, uh, means, I should maybe stop lurking on all your blogs and actually commenting I guess. 🙂